Tiny

A tiny, crocheted teddy bear. My Beloved's Granny made this and it's so cute! It lives out of her reach for now. It's small enough to be a choking hazard. ;)

Today Little Bitty and I went to the doctor. While I was 99% sure she just has a cold, I wanted to be sure her ears looked clear before the weekend. This was our first trip to the doctor for something other than the well-baby visits. 

That makes me pretty proud! Her first illness was 14 months in - that's great! I like her doctors office. We don't always see the same doctors but there hasn't been one we haven't liked. And they are also so very impressed with how well she's doing. She's always done so well I forget there are some preemie babies that struggle some. The doctor said it made her day to see how well she's doing. And it made my day for her to say that. 

There is not one person in my life that will tell me I'm not a good mom no matter how many times I say I am. And yet I still doubt. They HAVE to say things like that! So sometimes when a doctor who doesn't have to love me says I'm doing a good job - I listen better. It's silliness, I know.

She is sounding better and she's sleeping and eating better. I think she's on the mend!

However, I think now the Momma might have it. Yuck.

Until next time....